His Son, Her Secret
“Romanov, if ‘put-together’ is enough to shut you up for a full minute, I’d love to see how you react if she actually dressed up.”
I didn’t answer.
Because I wasn’t sure I wanted to know.
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The cheers were still going strong when Jacob, my second-best forward, popped open his beer bottle with his teeth, earning amused applause from our teammates.
“Bro, seriously?” Calvin laughed. “That is not medically safe!”
Jacob just laughed, leaning on the table and flashing the kind of smile that, I had to admit, really worked for him. The kind of guy who never looked stressed, always had something funny to say, and… yeah, objectively speaking, was attractive.
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